Chapter 8 He Is a Psycho

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"My mum did nothing wrong," I said as I struggled to free myself from his hold, tears rushing down my cheeks.

His grip felt impossible to break. I pulled at his hand, but he didn't loosen it. My breathing became uneven as tears slipped down my face.

"Come after me. Let my mum go," I said. "...

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